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WHO: Jak, Daxter, whoever happens on them.
WHAT: Avoiding a heart-to-heart.
WHEN: Monday afternoon
WHERE: Goblin marketplace
Daxter had been keeping them out around the city almost daily since Jak had started asking about what had happened before the ottsel came through the gate. This left a lack of time to discuss it, which is exactly what the orange-furred teenager wanted. After all, why should he be the one to dump a load of crap on the shoulders of his best friend? Right now, Jak was reminding him a lot of how things used to be and he was reluctant to spoil that.
Trouble was, Daxter was no secretkeeper and keeping things this important was turning him into a somewhat fidgety mess. He was always casting sidelong glances at Jak, and tried to avoid eye contact at all costs. Which was why they were at the market...plenty of other things to keep them both busy.
WHAT: Avoiding a heart-to-heart.
WHEN: Monday afternoon
WHERE: Goblin marketplace
Daxter had been keeping them out around the city almost daily since Jak had started asking about what had happened before the ottsel came through the gate. This left a lack of time to discuss it, which is exactly what the orange-furred teenager wanted. After all, why should he be the one to dump a load of crap on the shoulders of his best friend? Right now, Jak was reminding him a lot of how things used to be and he was reluctant to spoil that.
Trouble was, Daxter was no secretkeeper and keeping things this important was turning him into a somewhat fidgety mess. He was always casting sidelong glances at Jak, and tried to avoid eye contact at all costs. Which was why they were at the market...plenty of other things to keep them both busy.